Storm’s Rhythmic Dance
It is always nice to hear
the thunder after a bright
electrical streak across the sky.
My granddaddy use to say,
“Do not be afraid of the thunder,
the danger just passed.”
It is the surprise of the lightening
cutting across the dark sky
Illuminating the silhouettes of trees,
not seen in the darkness of
the morning horizon.
A rhythm of light and sound,
an autumn storm of drum rolls
and quiet interludes pause.
Then the conductor of the heavens
raise his sticks and once again,
the lightening magically cuts
across in jagged patterns.
Moments later the thunder
drums out a rhythm of response
and the storm rolls on.
CMM. 2025
Sweet Bread and Tea
A tradition of women
who have long since passed.
Has given belonging
to those who are last.
We stand in the clovers,
we pour tea at its best.
As the sweet bread is served
among all the rest.
May the Celtic women
long survive,
into the histories
and the archives.
copyrighted : 2025 Christine McNeill-Matteson
Definer
Describe something you learned in high school.
Allow no one to define you, no matter how sophomoric they see you . You are the determiner of your own destination.
High school will be the first place you learn culture .
Eagle and Child Inkling 